The Blood Tasting

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The girl was afraid. How could she not be? Sure, she had given blood before, but never like this. She couldn’t recall how she had gotten herself into such a stupid situation. There was no way out – the contract was binding. Plus, she needed the money. She waited for him to come back. He had left to get a knife. Just the thought sent shivers up and down her tan arms. She didn’t want to die. The contract said she wouldn’t – and if she, her family would be heavily compensated – but she still felt the fear. It only got worse when he had returned, his long, bony fingers wrapped around the sharp knife, the silver blade catching the light perfectly and blinding the girl for just a second. He smiled at her, but all it did was make her feel sick. His teeth were yellow and decaying – as if he never bothered brushing them, as it was below him. His hair was black and greasy, as if he couldn’t even bother washing it. Yet, the most distinct part about him was his eyes. They were blood blue – the colour of blood before the oxygen tainted it, the colour a pale person could see on thei...

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